Finally releasing the words that need to come out. Doctors say things to me.
Senior pictures are rained out. Rescheduled for a sunnier day.
Rainy days and grey skies the past week. It seems like all the rain that we didn't get over the summer, showed up now.
I promised her a cheeseburger. We make the drive and go out to dinner on a school night. She gets a hot dog instead.
He is on the West Coast all week. I miss him and wish I could travel more.
Re-reading Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass.
Finding so many feathers this week.
Conversations about consent.
Reheating the cajun fries with the boy and eating them late at night with ketchup and mayo.
Filling out the parent brag sheet for college recommendation letters.
Her text that reads "in spite of fear, anger, tears or yelling, you all have embodied Grace."